Xiang Yun was killed.

It all happened so suddenly, and no one reacted.

A head grunted on the ground, Xiang Yun's body was still surrounded by the wounded soldier, and the blood on the headless neck was gushing like a spring.

Xiang Ling knelt on the ground with a puff, and the whole person was stunned.

Li Minglou was also stunned, although she was a soul, but the instantaneous impact was like a soul out of the body, and the heavens and the earth were silent.

The next moment, the heavens and the earth were torn, the noise was like thunder, and countless knives and guns were slashed at the wounded soldier, and the wounded soldier's body was soaked in blood.

Xiang Yun is dead

Li Minglou clearly saw that the head rolling down on the ground was Xiang Yun, and Xiang Yun's face still maintained the worry of the injured....

The head was picked up by the general tremblingly, and the broken tone shouted "Mr. Hunter Mr. Hunting"

In the chaos, Ji Liang's expression was still the same, and he walked over to take a look: "It's hopeless." ”

Needless to say, everyone knows that the head has fallen off, and if the head falls off, it can be saved, then there are really only immortals.

Everyone's eyes fell to the ground, and the corpses of Xiang Yun and the wounded soldier had been stacked on top of each other, and their bodies were soaked in blood.

The wounded soldier's body was chopped off and his head fell off, but his blackened face and facial features were blurred, and he couldn't distinguish his appearance at all, and he didn't know who it was.....

It's an assassination!

Assassins, the cries of catching assassins were thunderous and deafening.

Assassin? Who is it?

Li Minglou looked at the corpse of the wounded soldier, and people kept bumping into her and running through her.

Xiang Ling knelt on the ground and looked at the corpse in front of her.

He was wearing a military robe, his head was unrecognizable, his body was also injured, and he was still holding a knife in his hand, and the knife was also common, it was this knife that cut off Xiang Yun's head at once.

Dying with others is the fastest and most defenseless assassination.

Xiang Ling trembled, the miracle doctor said that there was no help, how did a person who was not saved do this with his last breath?

If the guards hadn't carried him over in time, if Xiang Yun hadn't checked, after all, there were so many wounded soldiers here..... No matter which if, it will be a failure.

How could he be so determined, sacrificing his life to fight in the most dangerous way, for this blow......

Xiang Ling got up and wanted to rush over, but countless soldiers and horses rushed in all directions, and countless soldiers and horses rushed in and grabbed the people present.

Everyone present was suspicious.

Xiang Ling was driven aside, and Li Minglou could only follow Xiang Ling out of here, watching the corpses on this side being surrounded and lifted.....

.......

........

Xiang Yun is dead.

The death was sudden and eerie.

Li Minglou even felt that it was an illusion again at this time, until he heard someone shouting Li Feng'an's name.

"Li Dudu was assassinated by the assassins when he was inspecting the battlefield." "Oh my God, is this the fate of Jiannan Dao?" "Isn't it okay to change the soldiers and horses of Jiannan Dao to the British Army?"

Hearing this, Li Minglou laughed, and also came back to his senses and saw a few guards squatting around and talking in a whisper.

Her figure swayed, and she walked towards Ling into the street.

Xiang Ling was detained for two days and then released, after all, he was not suspected.

After Li Minglou of Xiang Mansion took a look, Xiang Zhai once again put on makeup, this time it was white.

The soldiers and horses in front of the door are tightly arrayed, and the civil and military generals who come and go are surging into the dust, some of them are sad, some are dignified, and some of their eyes are flashing, at a glance, people's hearts are floating, and the first candidates of the two terms died suddenly, who can be the third?

Xiang Ling didn't look at this side, but walked forward on the street with her head down.

There were soldiers and horses running in the streets, and people occasionally gathered to talk, and then dispersed, and the atmosphere was tense.

Xiang Ling entered the pawnshop and took the waist knife, and when she walked to a wine shop to enter, she stopped again, called the little girl who was carrying a basket and selling flowers on the street, gave her all the money, bought her basket of flowers, and carried it to the city gate.

In front of the city gate, there were more soldiers and horses, and there were snowflake-like notices, large characters, portraits, and a table with gold piled up on the table, which shone golden in the daylight.

But the people were in and out in a hurry, not daring to look up, afraid to see both the gold and the pole erected next to the gold, on which hung the corpses separated from the head and body.

This is the corpse of the wounded soldier who killed Xiang Yun.

Xiang Yun was assassinated and died, and the origin of the assassin was determined by the imperial court to be the remnants of the rebels of the Shi Dynasty, but Xiang Nan did not think so, and hung the head and body of the assassin at the city gate, and offered a reward for someone who could identify the assassin.

Seeing Xiang Ling's movements, did he want to pay tribute to this assassin?

This assassin ...... Li Minglou had a guess, which made her fluttering body tremble.

Xiang Ling carried the flower basket and walked straight to the place where the dead body was hanging, and the guards shouted, "Who is it?" He said loudly: "I'll identify the corpse." ”

Identifying a corpse?

The garrison general walked out, his eyes hovered on Xiang Ling's robes, and then fell on his face, frowning slightly: "Are you the Xiang Ling who always causes trouble?" Hugh is going to come here to mess around! ”

Xiang Ling said: "My lord, I recognize you and then judge whether I am messing around." ”

He didn't care about the guards' knives and guns when they walked to the pole, and when his hand pulled the rope and broke, the human head and corpse on it slipped down.

Xiang Ling first set her head and body in place, and then went to lift the man's clothes.

The corpse had been drying for a few days, and the blood did not seem to have dried out, coupled with the muddy and slippery rotting tentacles, the stench was stinking.

The general stretched out his hand to cover his nose, stopped the guards who were about to rush towards Ling, and frowned and watched him move, is this to groom the corpse? It seems that it may really be recognized....

He whispered to the guard beside him, and the guard sped away.

Here, Xiang Ling stretched out his hand to untie the robe on the corpse, revealing the green robe he was wearing, seeing this green robe, Li Minglou sat on the ground and closed his eyes.

Li Min, who I saw at the grocery store that day, was wearing a ......

Xiang Ling didn't close her eyes, stared at it carefully, smoothed out the messy and scattered corners, and a red plum bloomed......

It wasn't until he saw this plum blossom that he hit his head on the ground and muttered madly, "It's Nie Zheng, it's Yu Rang." ”

The generals and guards were taken aback.

What Nie Zhengyu rang?

"Xiang Ling! Who is this person? The general shouted, kicking Xiang Ling, who looked like crazy.

Xiang Ling fell backwards, and without struggling, she simply lay on the ground, looking at the sky and laughing.

"Such a beautiful face, such a beautiful face." He laughed and shouted, "Paint body swallows charcoal, paint body swallows charcoal, why do you swallow charcoal on paint body?" ”

Because Xiang Yun recognized him, only in this way could Xiang Yun be defenseless, Li Minglou sat on the ground, and wanted to pick up the head again and again.

This head and this face are ugly and horrible, ugly and horrible.

Such a beautiful face, the person who often makes rouge gouache for her, the person who will cherish his face more, Li Minglou can't hold this ugly head, so he can only put it on and cry.

A man who could be seen was laughing, and someone who couldn't see was crying, stirring up a little chaos on this side of the gate.

There were horses' hooves galloping, and their armor was galloping.

"Xiang Ling!" The general kicked Ling again, "Who is this person?" ”

Xiang Ling jumped up from the ground and looked around with her hands raised.

There were layers of soldiers and horses around, and the soldiers and horses surrounded Xiang Nan, and Xiang Nan looked at Xiang Ling coldly.

Xiang Ling didn't care, crossed the soldiers and horses, and looked at the people who were dodging in the distance but couldn't suppress their curiosity to gather.

"This hero, Li Min! This hero, Li Min! He spread his hands and shouted, "Li Min, kill Xiang Yunye!" Kill Xiang Yun, Li Min also! ”

Hearing this name, the onlookers and most of the soldiers and horses were at a loss, but Xiang Nan and some generals changed their expressions slightly.

"It turned out to be him." Xiangnan Road.

The generals around him looked uneasy: "..... He has been gone for a long time, and he has long been out of Jiannan Dao, and there has been no news of him for so many years. ”

So completely negligent of this person.

Xiang Nan ignored or cared about their explanations, and looked at Xiang Ling: "Who are you?" ”

Xiang Ling said in a loud voice: "So-and-so, Xiang Qiu's beard." ”

The general beside him scolded and said to Xiang Nan: "This is Xiang Ling, a small soldier in the British army." ”

Xiang Nan ignored the generals and looked at Xiang Ling: "Xiang Qiu, your ambition is not small." ”

Xiang Ling smiled, picked up the flower basket, sprinkled the flowers inside on the corpse, and sighed lightly: "I can't find the most beautiful flowers in the world with you, so let's use these to express my feelings." ”

Xiang Nan asked, "What is your relationship with him?" ”

Xiang Ling carried the flower basket and turned her head to look at Xiang Nan: "Does the Southern Governor want to know?" Reaching out to the table over there, "This daughter is going to be given to me." ”

Xiang Nan said: "Pack it for him." ”

There was a general beside him who waved his hand and gave an order, and the soldiers on the other side of the table immediately packed the gold and dragged it to Xiang Ling's side.

Xiang Ling picked up the gold bag with satisfaction, and walked to Xiang Nan here: "Little Xiang Dudu, I can only tell you about this matter, because I don't know how many of his people are around you....."

His gaze swept over Xiang Nan's side, and the generals around him suddenly changed color, "Bold!" "Nan Gongzi, we don't have it!" They all shouted.

"This kind of trick is enough once, I don't care who you are or whether you have a party or not." Xiang Nan's cold voice sounded, and he raised his hand and waved: "Kill him." ”

Li Minglou looked up in amazement, and saw that the guards around Xiang Nan raised their bows and crossbows, and waved the bag containing gold to Ling Ling, the bag cracked, and pieces of gold smashed towards Xiang Nan's side like rain......

The rain of arrows collided with the golden light, which was gorgeous and dazzling....

Li Minglou shouted and pounced to protect Xiang Ling, and the golden light instantly pierced her and smashed her......

At the moment when the figure was about to dissipate, a hand suddenly reached out in the golden light and grabbed her.

The people and things around him instantly changed into a trance, and Li Minglou watched Xiang Ling fall to the ground in his sight, and his body was full of arrows......

"No!"

She burst into tears.

With a wave of a hand in front of his eyes, the golden light, the sword, the blood, the people, and the flowers were all gone, and the night was dark, and the stars around him were white.

Monk Mu stood in front of her, his hand still on her forehead.

"Li Minglou, wake up." He said.

Li Minglou gasped for breath and looked up at his face.

"Li Minglou, you saw it." Monk Mu said, "Your enemy is also dead, right?" ”

Li Minglou stretched out his hand and pressed his heart, nodded in a trance.

"So, let go of your knots." Monk Mu's hand slid slightly, wiping away the tears on her face, "Heaven is orderly, good and evil are rewarded, and your resentment can be eliminated." ”

Is it eliminable? Li Minglou shook his head slowly: "No!" ”

Monk Mu frowned: "Li Minglou, you still haven't had an epiphany?" ”

Li Minglou raised his head and looked at him, and smiled with tears in his eyes: "What if Xiang Yun is dead?" We're all dead! ”

She looked at her hands and shouted hoarsely.

"We're all dead! Why did we die! What if Xiang Yun died! We're all dead! ”

Monk Mu shouted: "Li Minglou! Hugh is obsessed! ”

Li Minglou said: "I'm not obsessed, I just don't understand, why?" Why do we want to die? Since I'm alive, I don't want us to die this time! ”

Monk Mu looked gloomy: "Li Minglou, this matter is fate with the Li family and the Li family, as soon as you think, countless people will change their fate and their lives will be ruined." ”

"I don't care!" Li Minglou jumped up, "Why do you want us to start with the Li family and end up with the Li family!" I don't! I don't ......."

She let out a scream before she could finish her sentence.

The wooden monk beside her instantly retreated to the opposite roof, and the starlight that had been blocked skyrocketed and engulfed her, raising flames.

Li Minglou screamed and fell to the ground, and there was rumbling thunder in his ears.

"Evil obstacles! Stubborn! In this way, the soul will be scattered. ”

There was a thunder, the flames soared, Li Minglou curled up in the fire and wailed, she couldn't hear anything, she was in purgatory, but through purgatory, she saw the peace around her.

The night was thick, and Yuan Ji was still standing in front of her, Wu Ya'er was supporting the martial woman in the distance, and Kumquat waved to her, holding a lamp.

She seemed to see herself, too, and sat on the railing, smiling at them.

She was about to lose her soul and end up smiling.

didn't say a word to Wu Ya'er.

Will he be scared?

But it's okay, with him here, the capital shouldn't be chaotic, and Yuanji and the others will also be taken care of by him.....

She looked at Wu Ya'er, and suddenly Wu Ya'er also looked at her, and he smiled at her.

Li Minglou's tears flowed, but if she died, Wu Ya'er was going to die.....

Wu Ya'er smiled, and then walked towards her, her steps getting bigger and faster, like a gust of wind carrying the night......

......

.......

"What did you say?" Yuan Ji stopped Wu Ya'er, guarded and shocked, "Madame, isn't she sitting well?" ”

Wu Ya'er pressed his shoulder, and only looked at the woman sitting with a smile in her eyes: "She's crying!" ”

He wanted to call her, but he didn't know her name, he could only shout: "Why are you crying!" Can you hear me? ”

Miss is crying? Yuan Ji looked at Li Minglou, and Jiang Ming Fang Er also came out.

The woman in the dim darkness smiled.....

But it's not true!

"Miss!" Jiang Ming shouted.

The woman sitting with a smile was still smiling and motionless.

Yuan Ji Fang Er Jiang Ming is hairy! What's going on?

Wu Ya'er looked at Li Minglou: "She's trapped!" ”

Stuck? How did you get stuck? Is it a nightmare? What is it? Yuan Ji held Li Minglou's shoulder and shook it, Jiang Ming wanted to call the imperial doctor, Fang Er took off his clothes and covered Li Minglou's body.....

Wu Ya'er didn't step forward, but looked around, his body tensed, and he quickly glanced inch by inch.

The next moment, his gaze was pinned in one direction.

He lifted his breath and turned around and stepped on the guardrail.

He took off the hanging lantern and tore it open.

A bamboo stick shot like an arrow at the roof opposite......

He exclaimed, "Who is here?" ”

Broken bamboo sticks made the sound of Jin Ge colliding in the night.

Motoyoshi Jiang Ming saw a fire coming out of the empty night on the opposite roof!

......

......

With a pop, the tall wooden monk spit out a mouthful of blood, he lowered his head and pressed his chest, a flat and thin bamboo stick pierced it, and the blood in his chest did not gush out, but slowly became transparent.

He glanced at the crow holding half of the lantern in his hand on the guardrail.

"Amitabha." He closed his eyes, "It's aura." ”

The person became transparent and disappeared.

......

......

Li Minglou, who was sitting with a smile, spit out a mouthful of blood and planted forward, Wu Ya'er had already jumped off the railing and turned around to catch her.

Li Minglou broke his smile in his arms and let out a loud cry.